I wish Stan were with me, thought Bob, as he sat down in a mahogany fiddle-back chair. "Did you ladies have a pleasant day?" Cut the small talk, Bob,"...said Sandy, "and let me tell you how things are going to be tonight. You and Stan are taking us out to dinner at Chasen's. And Jan and I are ready for another drink. Make us two fresh, extra dry, Beefeater martinis with olives." Did you say Chasen's?" Sandy gave him a look that would frighten Dracula. "Huh, sure, it won't take a minute." Jan gave. She let out a low sensual moan “aaahhhhhhhhhhh”. I felt her pussy sliding down the full length of my shaft, taking as much into her as she could. My cock was embedded fully inside her, and it felt fucking fantastic. Leaning forwards, priya rested both hands on the bed, supporting herself, her head bent down, her eyes looking at where our bodies were joined together. She started moving up and down on my shaft. As she slid up and down, i realised that i was no longer in charge. I wasn’t fucking. The next day I received a phone from a lady with a sweet voice detailing me on the mutual fund options. Since she knew my friend, We decided to meet at a restaurant to discuss more on it. We met in a Chinese restaurant and the moment i saw her, i could not take my eyes off her.She was Nithya – had wheatish complexion beautiful lips, a bit pulpy, voluptous boobs , round ass with sexy figure. She was wearing a low hip saree and i could see her navel peeping out to wink at me now and then. Oh. She just ignored us and tried to start the car. After two or three attempts she stopped and started screaming fuck over and over again until she burst into tears. I grabbed her shoulder and asked her what was wrong and she jumped like she didn’t even realize we were in the back. When she looked back at us her eyes started to tear up again and she had this guilty look on her face. That’s when it hit me.“Where’s Becky”She looked away when I asked this and started to cry again. So I moved to the.